So sacrifice yourself and let me have what's left

[near_your_enemy]

Breakfast in the kitchen wasn't nearly as much fun, now that people seemed to be vanishing left and right. Still, N persevered like a true hero, a small plate full of animal crackers and peanut butter resting on the table in front of him.

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[having_lost]

Another Near, much older, much sharper, comes in with a basket over one arm and goes straight to the pantry, to start loading it up.

[near_your_enemy]

He raises an amused eyebrow.

"It's not going to vanish, you know."

[having_lost]

"Who are you?"

He stumbles back into the counter, as though seeing him for the first time.

[near_your_enemy]

"You, apparently."

He yawns.

"Younger, it looks like."